Nothing To Change...Full Speed Ahead

My guitar is pretty much dialed in. The intonation, tremolo, action...they are all close to perfect.
What's next?

A gig.
A day job, or not. It doesn't matter.

My sound is perfect. My playing is far from that, but the voice. My guitar speaks.
I can get the sound I am after with a little tweaking of knobs.

What is left is for me is to tell a tale. Weave a story.
Maybe it has lyrics, maybe not.
I need a theme.

It works in "real life" as well.
A theme.

Fake it, until you make it.

Why I am satisfied? I have no idea. Well actually, I do. I am content, happy, need little in the way of things. I have what I want and need.

I am playing often enough, could be more, but it is good.

I see other bands/acts on a regular basis. I am eating better than a year ago.

I need to find something to complain about as most of my issues are clearly first world problems.

The human condition is one in which we constantly are on the prowl. Looking for something, someone, tone.

We seem to be chasing something...always.
What's the purpose?